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    The opponent was coming fiercely, and Feng Qing was overwhelmed with energy, so she retreated violently.  "The swordsmanship of Xuankong Temple is indeed well-deserved." Search for the latest updates. The opponent is wearing black clothes and a black scarf, with only one pair of eyes exposed to the air. He is holding a weird weapon that can be used as both a sword and a sword. At this moment, he does not retreat but advances.  , he stared at Feng Qing, who was staggering a little, and praised.  The admiration of the man in black was definitely not meant to be sarcastic. He was ready to attack, but Feng Qing responded in a hurry but was unscathed. She is definitely a leader among the younger generation.  "Who are you?" Feng Qing stood in front of Mengyao. She held her sword across her chest and looked at the man in black warily.  After all, Feng Qing was inexperienced in Jianghu. She frowned slightly and kneaded her sore and numb right arm with her left hand.  "Since I'm just covering my face with a black scarf because I don't want to show my true face to others, why does Fairy Qing Tan have to ask this question?" The eyes of the man in black are no longer solemn as before. The disciples of Xuankong Temple have stopped here. What else is there to be afraid of?  ?  "I am here today for Miss Mengyao. I hope the fairy will not interfere. It will not be good if it hurts the harmony between the two families." "Are you the killer of Yama Palace?!" Mengyao looked at the dress of the man in black and the coldness in his words.  She suddenly thought of her father's killer.  Yama Luodian failed to assassinate his father, but instead lost two assassins. During this period, they disappeared. Even Chen Xu thought they might give up the mission, but he didn't expect that they would reappear today.  The man in black looked sharply and avoided answering. He asked instead: "Miss Mengyao, are you taking the initiative to follow me or do you want to do it yourself? The sword has no eyes. If you accidentally scratch your beautiful face,  I wonder if Chen Xu will still like you?" The black-clothed killer didn't know the relationship between Mengyao and Feng Qing, so he acted in a self-righteous way, "Although Fairy Qingtan's swordsmanship is strong, I'm afraid she is not my opponent, Meng Yao.  Miss Yao is willing to see her friends hurt or die because of you. If this is the case, even if you survive, will you be happy for the rest of your life? " As the saying goes, the speaker has no intention, the listener has intention. Feng Qing thought to himself if Mengyao did it in front of him.  Her face was captured by the enemy. Even if she could escape by chance, she would never have the face to face Chen Xu again. That would be worse than death.  Feng Qing knew that Mengyao was looking at her, but she didn't look at her. The long sword in her hand stabbed the black-clothed killer without any warning.  Feng Qing's original intention of practicing martial arts was not to kill for the sake of the world, and she had never thought of a sneak attack. At this moment, she had no choice but to take action. She was like an honest child cheating on an exam. Even if the invigilator didn't pay attention to her, she seemed to be being watched.  , the shot was inevitably a bit slow.  The weapon in the hands of the man in black is like a spitting cobra. It seems to have no intention of attacking, but it can inflict a fatal bite unexpectedly.  The swords struck each other, and the sound of "dinging, clanging" seemed to be filled with a symphony of violent aesthetics. After a few moves, the man in black turned from defense to offense, and Feng Qing's long sword was knocked away.  With all his strength, the man in black didn't give Feng Qing a chance to breathe like a tarsal maggot. His weird weapon sometimes acted as a knife and sometimes turned into a sword. Feng Qing was busy trying to find ways to deal with it, and she was completely at a disadvantage.  Mengyao picked up the long sword that Feng Qing had dropped and watched the two fight. Although she and Feng Qing didn't usually deal with each other, she also knew that there was a huge gap between the two in terms of kung fu.  Every time she thought of the killer of Yama Palace, Mengyao would think of the bloody battle that day. Chen Xu and Yang Yunrui teamed up to fight for their lives but only narrowly won. One can imagine how powerful their opponents were.  With Feng Qing's skills, she is no match for him, so how can she help?  Not only was she unable to help, she was even a burden. Mengyao knew that the most correct thing to do at this moment was to run away. Even if she shouted in panic, "You hold on, I'll go back and call someone," she still felt sorry for Feng Qing, let alone whether she could escape.  It is still unknown whether it will fall off.  Feng Qing fought for her, but she abandoned her and ran away. I'm afraid even Chen Xu would blame her.  These thoughts flashed through Mengyao's mind, and she stabbed the black-clothed killer with her sword.  This was the first time Mengyao had fought a life-and-death battle, and she was extremely nervous. Regardless of the swordsmanship she had learned in the Sword Yue Sect, or the Tai Chi that Chen Xu had taught her, she had long since forgotten these things in the Yiyuan Kingdom.  As the saying goes, sharpening a gun in battle will only be a waste of time. Facts have proved that this is unreliable. Mengyao's sword was knocked away by her opponent in the first move. In this lightning-fast situation, she could only watch the man in black.  The weapon slashed at her body.  Mengyao felt that death was so close to her for the first time, and she didn¡¯t even know when she closed her eyes.  Suddenly, Mengyao felt her body stagger. She hurriedly opened her eyes, but Feng Qing pushed her away.  Feng Qing was already at a disadvantage, and now she was finding it even more difficult to do two things at once.  The killer in black slashed his weapon from bottom to top. Feng Qing hurriedly turned sideways. The man in black's blade cut a gash on her arm. Blood spurted out and Feng Qing fell to the ground.  "Feng Qing, you" Mengyao looked at Feng Qing in surprise, and she rushed over to check her injuries.  The man in black appears as a victorHe looked down at Mengyao and the two of them, "Miss Mengyao, should you follow me now" "Stop!" A woman's voice came from the night sky again. The man in black never thought that he was so popular with women.  , although these women are all against him.  As soon as he finished speaking, one man and one sword attacked the black-clothed killer with the force of wind and thunder.  The man, dressed in linen clothes, looked as graceful as a giant; the swords, shining with cold light, danced like dragons. The two of them were fighting fast, and the swords clashed, causing sparks to fly.  "Xuankong Temple swordsmanship?" Only the best descendants of each generation of Xuankong Temple are qualified to come down the mountain and travel the world as their masters. The two women are equally refined and refined. It can be said that they are skilled in swordsmanship and have experience in the world, but the two women have  There is a huge difference. Could it be that the first woman is a fake?  But how did she learn the Xuankong Temple sword technique?  If any martial arts studio could provide quick training, how could the Xuankong Temple have the prestige it has today?  The black-clothed killer suddenly thought of a person: Su Xinxianzi, the abandoned disciple of Xuankong Temple and now Feng Daxia's wife, and only she could teach such an outstanding daughter.  "Are you the Green Tan Fairy?" The black-clothed killer spoke calmly during the fight, but he was a little lucky to have injured Feng Qing first. If the two of them teamed up, it would be difficult to deal with her.  "It's Qingtan" Before Qingtan could finish her words, she suddenly felt a lack of energy and blood. She felt like she was sick, and her sword-swinging movements were no longer as graceful as before.  The man in black became braver as he fought. Qingtan was forced into a corner and made a final sharp blow with his sword.  "Poof!" A stone in the night sky accurately hit the sharp weapon in the hand of the man in black. The blade swung away. He only felt his arm numb, and the sword was inserted into the wall diagonally.  "Who is it?" The people in black were frightened. A small stone can have such power. The person who came here must be a master among masters.  "I won't mention my name. My friends in the world gave me a nickname: Sai Huatuo." Sai Hua Tuo's name resounded throughout the world. The killer in black would not suspect it at all. He didn't even have time to turn his head and retreated in the opposite direction of the voice.  .  "You hurt my daughter and you just want to leave like this?" A cheerful male voice seemed to appear out of thin air. The man in black stopped abruptly and looked at the man in front of him. He asked with some difficulty: "Master Feng?"  Feng Jing didn't look at him, he just stared at the daughter beside Mrs. Feng.  The black-clothed killer was ignored, but he didn't feel the humiliation at all. He jumped up and down and tried to escape in another direction.  "Chen Xu is my little brother, and Miss Mengyao is his estranged wife. You actually want to take her away. Why?" The man in black had no time to think about the identity of the speaker. There was a slender thread half an inch away from his eyebrows.  silver needles, ordinary silver needles used by women to embroider.  If he hadn't stopped in time, he might have had to go to the real Yama Hall to report.  "Youwho are you?" The voice of the man in black was trembling, and the man holding an embroidery needle in front of him seemed more terrifying than Hua Tuo.  "Yimei!" When the black-clothed killer heard this name, he almost burst into tears. He felt so aggrieved that he felt as if he had crawled into a locust's nest with his bare buttocks bare.  He is a killer. Today he is just performing a special mission. Four of the top ten masters in the world came at once. Does he have such a big reputation?  Did someone reveal the secret?  Qingtan was saved but she didn't bother to thank Sai Huatuo for saving her life. She held her hand on the wall and vomited******************************  ********************************why?  Why is this?  Dear bosses, thank you in advance for your support!  !  !
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